That went from bad to worse in a hurry. Natasha finally acknowledges the stake, glancing from it to Alex's face pointedly. She didn't really mind having a weapon pulled on her, and she's still not afraid of Alex even if she's just killed a vampire far older and more powerful than herself; there's something funny about being held at the point of a stake while she's being asked for help, though.

Natasha crosses her arms, looking over Alex seriously.

"Are you being followed?" There was no reason for anyone in Islington to suspect a connection between Alex and Natasha, but that wouldn't do them any good if she has a tail.